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But Hansel had to spoil it all by saying: "It would sound more interesting to me if he said he was looking for something to eat." Grettel said, "Oh, Hansel!" in such a tone that Everychild regarded her more closely. She was really quite charming in her wooden shoes, and her ample blue skirt, somewhat short, and her waist of terra-cotta color, with white sleeves.
"I am Jack the Giant Killer." He then brought his heels together and removed his hat with a wide gesture, and made a fine bow. "I recognized you," said Everychild, "though I didn't know you lived in this neighborhood. I mean, near Hansel and Grettel." Jack replied with a certain neat air: "I don't live anywhere in particular. Did you never hear of my seven-league hoots?
Grettel could not think of a suggestion, and she contented herself with saying in a critical tone, "Oh, Hansel!" "It might be that we ought to find some other road," said Everychild. "You know this is called the Road of Troubled Children." "I am told," said the giant, speaking for the first time, "that if you watch for the guide-posts it presently turns into the Road of Happy Children."
They parted then; and the giant went back to his place where the children lay asleep. Everychild thought perhaps he had been asleep a long time when he was awakened by the sound of a clock in a distant tower striking the hour of 1. He became quite wide awake. He looked to his right and to his left. Hansel and Grettel were on one side of him, sleeping deeply. Hansel was even snoring.
"That was my most famous piece of work," said Jack. "You see, I carry a leather pouch under my cloak. It's filled with food " There was an almost violent interruption by Hansel. "Food!" he exclaimed. But Grettel edged closer to him so that she could tug at his sleeve without being seen. "Of course!" continued Jack.
Literal as a a snitch." The little man made a period on his note-book and drew his pencil away with a precise movement. He looked at the Masked Lady with a smug smile. "That word snitch," he said. "It's entirely out of place, you know after you've once introduced Aladdin and Hansel and Grettel in your story. And a giant.
The children began to awaken, one after another: Hansel, first. He got up and rubbed his eyes morosely and said, "I'm hungry as a wolf!" His movements aroused Grettel. She said, "No wonder, Hansel. We really must have something to eat." Then Everychild stirred; and then Cinderella, who was lying by his side.
Do you suppose we are deceived by your make-believe friendliness? Prepare to die!" And he lowered his sword with a swift flourish. So terrible was his manner that it seemed the giant was really lost. Every one felt this. Grettel clasped her hands tensely and a light at once fearful and eager leaped into her eyes. Hansel drew back as if to be out of the way of danger.
In another place there was the interior of Old Mother Hubbard's cottage, with the little black dog just receiving a fine morsel, and with Tom and his mother looking on with great joy. In another there was a mean cottage interior the home of Hansel and Grettel with the parents holding their son and daughter close to them. In another was the dreadful King John, pondering moodily on his throne.
I have a way of bobbing up wherever there are any giants." In the meantime Grettel had sat down on a grassy bank beside the road. "It's very tiresome, walking," she said. He accepted this invitation, and Everychild and Hansel also sat down. Grettel sighed and said: "I'd like so much to hear about your fights with the giants. It must be wonderful to know how to fight."
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